Thousands of years

Chapter 120 Silk Silks and Satin Gather Together

"Students can come up and touch it."

Listening to lectures is almost a torment for students of any age. What they hope is to be able to touch it, or simply do something by themselves.

An Ji's preparations this time gave the students enough opportunities to touch them with their own hands. They placed different fabrics on the stage of the venue, and cut dozens of extra pieces of fabric with a square of ten centimeters, and prepared dyes so that the primary school students can dye their own hearts. The color is pleasant, take it home and use it as a handkerchief.

"me!"

The students in the audience were so enthusiastic that even Sheng Xia had a hard time arranging them first, "How about choosing two students from a class?"

"Please help the class teacher to take a look at the child who raised his hand first in his class." After speaking to the loudspeaker, Sheng Xia turned back and said in a low voice to the school director who had been standing by the side for emergencies, "Please gone."

Sheng Xia was not the only one who was busy on the stage, the uncles and aunts were just talking about Hang Luo's weaving, and it was An Ji who was busy controlling the PPT on the big screen.

Fortunately, An Ji is not only busy explaining the differences between different mulberry silk fabrics, as well as the differences between some modern common fabrics and Hangluo to the children, but also has to pay attention to whether the teacher in the background has cut the wrong page.

Although it is a combination of several other intangible cultural heritage companies to popularize the difference between "silk silk and satin", if each family has two inheritors, this activity will definitely not be completed in a day.
So it is more An Ji who contacts and learns from WeChat on WeChat, and now tells the students together.And only one inheritor from each family came to take care of the place, so as not to misunderstand An Ji and convey wrong cultural knowledge to the children.

"Hey, why does this classmate keep raising his hand? Do you have any questions?" The child who raised his hand was right in the middle of the auditorium, a place where it was impossible even if he pretended not to see it.

What's more, there is no need for Sheng Xia to pretend not to see, and he is very curious in his heart, wanting to know what the child has to ask: "Student, you stand up and say, as long as our successor grandparents can give you an answer, you must answer." I'll explain it to you!"

"I, I just want to ask, can we touch those beautiful Hanfu on the stage?" The little girl stood up, and An Ji and Sheng Xia saw the appearance of the former clearly.

The little girl was the student who blatantly sneaked in to take a look around yesterday. Now that she thought about it, she had noticed these Hanfu specially made according to the height of the elementary school students, and wanted to touch it with her own hands.

"My mother has been chasing after the short drama you posted on the Internet a while ago, and she also dragged me to watch it together. Those clothes are so beautiful!" Although there are many ugly children in society today, there are also such innocent and cute ones. She speaks in a childish voice, without any flattery in her sincerity.

"Mom and Dad said that I was too noisy, so they didn't buy me a small skirt to wear, and said that I would get bumped when I danced...but it really looks good!"

The little girl is probably not in the third grade yet, and she doesn't care what she can say on any occasion, she can say whatever comes to her mind, so that some students stick out their tongues 'slightly slightly', "I just can't afford it, slightly slightly... ..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Because of the different education of their parents, the children have shown either kind or malicious expressions and behaviors since they were young. No matter how daring the little girl is, her eyes turn red for a while, she stared at the child who laughed at her and shouted One sentence: "It's not!"

Sheng Xia also experienced a similar situation when she was a child. I am afraid that the little girl will cry in the next moment: "Then why don't this classmate go on stage and try it on? This time it is specially for the students to try on. When we arrive, we can also speed up our progress and let students experience more."

It is absolutely unreasonable to tell such a young child those cultures full of great principles.Maybe it can make the school leaders quite moved, but it can't get into the hearts of the children.

Besides, everyone has grown up from this age, and the long-term preaching will not only fail to make the children listen to it, but will also make people feel bored...

Not to mention children, even adults have no resistance to beautiful clothes.Since it was entering the campus, An Ji did not exclude the teachers of the school, and also prepared a few adult styles in different sizes to give the teachers a chance to experience.

"I used to hear the old people at home say that Hang Luo's clothes are comfortable to wear, but I haven't seen them for sale these years. I have to leave you a contact information." A teacher praised repeatedly when he came to the stage, "Hey, Is this Song brocade or Yun brocade? I just saw you mentioned it, and I can't tell the difference."

An Ji and Sheng Xia designed a brocade hemming of about three millimeters on the cuffs and neckline of the clothes, which gave a "finishing touch" to a very simple and elegant Song Dynasty beanie. It shows the unique charm of these two silk fabrics that have been passed down for thousands of years.

Extravagant but not vulgar, clear but not simple, whether golden clouds and flowers, vertical and horizontal including warp and weft, the two kinds of mulberry silk fabrics with different adjectives complement each other, and there is no abruptness in imagination at all—just like "wind group beautiful" , Cultures of the same origin have always tolerated each other.

"It's so beautiful. If you have a store in the future, I have to buy one for my daughter... I just don't know if you have that classic Chinese design. My father has worn it for decades, and it always looks like a baby. , reluctant to throw it away, and also reluctant to wear it.”

It is not surprising that the clothes that have been stored for decades are not bad at all. After all, the unearthed cultural relics have spanned thousands of years, and they still show the aesthetic pursuit of the ancients to the modern people.

Before I could say a few words, the teacher had to be busy managing the students again. It can be said that he was worried: "Be careful, come on, teacher will help you wear it. These clothes are delicate and cannot be damaged."

"Come on, be careful, no, no, look at this, right..."

"Oh, my darling. You're wearing the inside out, that's not okay. Did the teacher say in the knowledge link in class that in our culture, the dead and some ethnic minorities wear it like this?

"It's because the teachers know how to tell the students." An Ji smiled, "Then Luo Shan's knowledge quiz draw is enough for me. Looking at it now, the young students are quite active."

An Ji has been really "sleeping late at night" these few days, going back and forth to work on matters related to entering the campus, and it is impossible to fall asleep until the lights are no longer visible in the whole building every day.

I thought about what to do if the children were sleepy and didn’t want to listen, or if many children fell asleep; I thought about the embarrassing situation where the teacher would ask questions for the students if the content was difficult to understand... An Ji never thought that elementary school students would would respond so enthusiastically.

"You don't have enough preparations." Sheng Xia was distracted to explain An Ji, "Even if you ask for money, the supply of our fan can exceed the demand, let alone give it away for nothing?"

Counting the fans he brought again, Sheng Xia Jiang took one and gently fanned his eyelids that were covered with sweat due to makeup: "But this time reminded me, you can try to make some small bookmarks, The small bookmark in the shape of a round fan is exquisite and practical.”

"Sister, sister, how do you do this?" The teacher is not omnipotent. Some styles are not Hanfu robes, and I really don't know how to wear them well. This is not a problem for the teacher. He took the clothes three meters behind the little classmate. Apologetically, they smiled at An Ji and Sheng Xia.

"I'm not very good at it, I can only trouble you to help me..."

After the whole event, although there were no mistakes, there was no free time from the beginning to the end. An Ji always felt as if he hadn't explained anything thoroughly.

The presents have also been distributed, and the things I brought on the return trip are obviously half less than when I came to prepare, but every piece of clothes that were originally ironed and flat has become crumpled, and it takes a lot of effort to go back.

"Your idea is quite good, and if the children go home and show their parents, maybe it can stimulate a wave of consumption." The colleague who came to help sit in the town gave An Ji a thumbs up, "Or it has to be You young people have good ideas!"

"In the future, we will make intangible cultural heritage into the campus, so we have to learn from what you did this time, and I also watched the short play you made... If there is a chance, help us shoot one too?"

The dissemination and promotion of intangible cultural heritage can basically be regarded as a field without much reference. Even if you look at the world, there are very few precedents that can be used for learning and reference. Now An Ji's method has been successful. Naturally, it is indispensable to be imitated.

In fact, it is not that other intangible heritage inheritors have thought about the direction of short dramas, but at the same time they have no experience in this field, they are worried that the cost will be in vain.

In the past few years, the popularity of short dramas has fluctuated, at least not as prosperous as when they first appeared three or five years ago. The cool text of the face.

And An Ji, relying on the empowerment of intangible cultural heritage, has achieved good results, and more people dare to try this way.Although it is not the first person to eat crabs, but relying on the popularity of An Ji's short drama, it is naturally easy to promote it.

"No problem, just tell me if you have any needs. As long as I have time, I will definitely do it." For An Ji, everyone is in the same industry. Regardless of the influence of interests, it is not easy for anyone to persist until now. A way for everyone to understand is to truly be worthy of these cultures.

Now that I have this ability, I will try my best to do it—if An Ji didn’t meet Hang Luo, or even silk… As long as they were like uncles and aunts, and devoted themselves to it, An Ji would definitely do it too. Do your best to find a way out for it as you are doing now.

"Midsummer, you know how to drink music, right?"

On the way back, the setting sun was not too late, the green hills were verdant, and the twilight was so lingering. An Ji suddenly remembered the "Hangluo Bookmark" mentioned by Midsummer, so he mentioned the cooperation that netizen "Qi Sheng" had mentioned with him two days ago.

An Ji's words didn't make any splashes, Midsummer didn't respond for a long time, and he was still driving the car intently, as if he didn't hear it at all.

"You mean they want to make contemporary mills and drinks?" Finally turning to a road with no cars, Sheng Xia dared to say a few words to An Ji, "Isn't that a clay sculpture? They are clay figurine Zhang That kind? Master Rabbit’s color is too bright, it’s not in tune with us.”

"Besides, that kind of thing is still perishable. There are too many brats now, and it can't be kept at all."

Clay sculptures are unique, but now I am afraid that they are only safe if they are placed in Taoist temples for offerings and enshrining.Otherwise, if the children move around, and no one pays attention to the wind and sun, they will easily be destroyed.

"It's not as good as porcelain. Things that are recognized both at home and abroad can be sold to make money... But they are more fragile. This kind of thing is usually collected by our age and younger than us. If you don't pay attention, you will directly buy it." Game over!"

When my best friend didn't stop, An Ji pursed her lips and shook her head: "No, they are lacquer ware, and they want to make 'Chinese Barbie' to the world. I wonder if that kind of small bookmark can also be used as a character. little fan."

"That's definitely possible, but I don't understand. Isn't the so-called 'Chinese Barbie' the equivalent of a figure?"

"Ah? Is it?" An Ji was stunned for a moment, then blinked and said, "It's not entirely true, hey... I'll tell you when I talk about it carefully, but I can talk to them as a little fan."

"Okay, it's up to you..." My best friend has her own ideas, and Sheng Xia doesn't want to mix too many opinions, "Anyway, if you think it's good, you can try it, and there is no loss."

With Sheng Xia's affirmation, An Ji was naturally more relieved: "Yes."

The car drove for a while, seeing that it was not far from Hangluo Factory, Sheng Xia looked at the instrument and sighed: "Tsk, why are you running out of gas again?"

Find the nearest gas station on the navigation. Although Shengxia is less than 1% of the people who don’t charge their mobile phones, since the experience of having to ask a tow truck to take away the fuel consumption, Shengxia never dared to take it away. Refueling is equivalent to charging your phone.

After getting out of the car, Sheng Xia went to the convenience store at the gas station to buy a bottle of water. When he was checking out, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and patted the biscuit in front of him, "The netizen you mentioned is 'Qi Sheng', right?"

"Well, what's the matter?" An Ji was a little absent-minded. Sheng Xia's slap just now might have smashed the biscuit, and the two of us might have eaten a car full of biscuit crumbs later, "You know? It can't be such a coincidence Bar?"

"Yes, I really know him!"

"Isn't my mother BJ's, and his mother is Fa Xiaoer, and they have been in touch." After paying the money, Sheng Xia shook the biscuit bag, only heard the sound of "哗哗啦啦", remembering the slap just now, couldn't help but Frowning, "He should have seen our short video account along my mother's side!"

"Don't worry about talking to him. He should be a junior now, right? Central Academy of Arts and Crafts, a very thoughtful kid, maybe he can accomplish something!"

It stands to reason that An Ji should have adapted to Midsummer's speech speed over the years, but the sudden bombardment still made An Ji dizzy, and it was not until he sat in the car that he could figure out what Midsummer said.

"Tsk, tell me, it's been two or three years now, time flies so fast." An Ji just now clearly reflected Sheng Xia's last paragraph, and the latter had already talked about another matter on his own.

(End of this chapter)